Ah, time... contrary to popular belief, the more time I have, the less I seem to get done.
I know that sounds backwards and crazy and insane, but for me, it's true.
If I have a lot of time on my hands, I tend to get bored, lazy, and unmotivated. In the back of my mind I'll keeping thinking, "Oh, I don't have to do that now. I have plenty of time." And then of course, it never gets done.
I do better if my schedule is busy. Packed tight even. I guess then I'm forced to take a look at everything I need to accomplish and find a way to get it done.
When I look in my planner and see a week full of meetings, and practices, and appointments, and various other commitments, the first thing I do is groan and say, "Gosh, this is going to be a busy week." But by the end of the week, after I've crossed things off as I go, I have a fabulous sense of accomplishment. Then I can sit back and feel good about myself and what I did.
On a week that looks empty and stretches out with lots of free time on the horizon, inevitably I look back at the end of it and go, "So, what did I do with my time this week?" And I usually have nothing to show for it.
Strange, isn't it?
I'm having this sort of dilemma right now. I am in the process of revising (to the tune of adding 15,000 words) my manuscript for "Wild Wedding Weekend". It's coming along. But slowly. Oh so slowly.
Maybe I've had too much "free" time lately. (Is there such a thing?) But the good news is that looking at the week ahead, I have something going on every night of the week.
How much do you want to bet I get some quality writing done, too?!
Until next time,